The fact that the man's hand had automatically flown to the hilt of his sword had not gone unnoticed, but Rylan didn't seem particularly bothered. To be fair, he _had_ kind of unintentionally crept up on the guy, and it was good to know that at least one of the people he'd be traveling with had good instincts. The only other person he had really had any sort of conversation with in this group had been, uh...

He glanced down at his hand with a grimace, gave it a little shake, and then looked back up.

"These over here?" He asked, moving over to where the knight had indicated and peering down at the supplies. _Gods_, there was a lot of stuff in this place! Had he seriously been dealing with doing all this alone? Damn, had everyone else just gone gallivanting off into the sunset or something? "Okay, no problem, I can deal with this stuff. And by the way," Grabbing some paper and a writing utensil, Rylan looked at Marius with lifted brows. "Just Rylan, please. 'Sir Rylan' sounds a little too stuffy for a guy like me."